Druids in Marvel

Lennox and Hawkeye led the Avengers to withdraw from the jungle.

Looking at their embarrassed looks, Alvin realized that things really weren't as simple as he thought.

He knew that the problem in Peru might be serious, but he didn't expect it to be so serious.

Almost all of the 60 Avengers were injured. Although the injuries were not serious, you must know that they all wore equipment worth millions.

Sniper Bob Lee Swagger had two broken ribs. If it weren't for the armor, this guy's heart would have been ripped out by the alien.

When Lennox saw Alvin arriving, he breathed a sigh of relief. He first asked the guys to bandage the wounds, and then walked to Alvin's side with Hawkeye.

"How did you do this? Are aliens more difficult to deal with than aliens?"

Lennox shook his head helplessly and said: "The jungle terrain is too complicated. I used pheromones to attract the aliens, but the time they took to find them was inconsistent.

We burned out the isolation zone and finally went to the center to set up traps. We originally wanted to hold on a little longer and kill more aliens, but the number of aliens far exceeded our estimate."

As he spoke, Lennox looked at the mountains in the distance and said helplessly: "There are actually many living people in there, which we didn't know before.

Most of them have become nutrients for the aliens..."

After hearing this, Alvin frowned and said: "Impossible, except the indigenous people, who would live there?

That’s all my land, and a large number of people have been gathering there for a long time, so how come there’s no news about it?”

"It's a drug dealer!"

Beckford pushed the rosy-faced Alina out. He spread his hands to Alvin in a good mood and said: "Alexei has broken up half of the gangs in Peru, but the drug dealers are still there.

He retreated into the mountains and forests, made coca in hidden places, and then used manpower to send it out.

Our place is too big, and there's too much cocoin here.

How many people can endure this temptation?

As long as they send the processed coca to the Amazon Basin to find someone to take over, they can get a lot of money in exchange.

Drug traffickers can't do anything else, so letting them go back to farming is harder than killing them."

Alvin didn't know how he felt after hearing this. What the Peruvian government had failed to accomplish after decades of hard work and a year of hard work was accomplished by a group of aliens in a few days.

Alvin no longer wants to think about how many people have died. If this can completely eliminate drug dealers from his territory, Alvin doesn't think it is unacceptable. At most, I will avenge you.

Looking at the dingy outer armor on Lennox and Hawkeye, Alvin said in confusion: "No matter how many aliens there are, they can't hurt you, right?

What's wrong with you guys?

If you don't have a gun, use a knife to fight the aliens?

The three of them, Shangqi, were able to defeat a boatload of aliens. Isn't it too bad of you to do this?"

Hawkeye shook his head helplessly and said, "Boss, I don't want to question your judgment.

But aliens in the jungle and in the closed environment of the city are completely different concepts.

The dense jungle limited our weapons because we couldn't see beyond 20 meters.

When we see aliens, it means they are already in front of us.

Life detectors and heat detectors are useless to them.

These things made no sound at all when they moved. Bob Lee only discovered it when an alien touched him.

The worst part is, these things are getting smarter, and in the past we could set up a bomb trap, lure them over with pheromones and blow them up.

But now they are becoming more and more cautious, and I feel that the effect of the pheromones is getting worse, and there seems to be something else attracting them."

Alvin was stunned when he heard this. He really didn't expect that the aliens could be so destructive in the jungle.

Bob Lee was one of the best snipers he knew. He was very good at hiding himself, but he was actually touched by an alien.

Bob Lee looked at Alvin's gaze on him. He shook his head and said, "It's my own problem. I didn't expect these aliens to have such a sensitive sense of smell. I have used animal interferon, but the interferon has no effect on them.

These things are specifically designed to kill, and they will react to any abnormal smell that has the meaning of territory marking.

This time I was careless and didn't even report the number of aliens, which made Lennox's trap ineffective."

After speaking, Bob Lee hesitated and said: "Boss, we do need a more efficient killing method, but we must first solve the problem of the gradual ineffectiveness of pheromones.

There must be something interfering with the effect of pheromones on those aliens.

Their racial structure should be hive-like, and they simply cannot resist the pheromones of the female alien.

But now the actual situation is not what we thought!”

Alvin listened, nodded and said, "I'll contact an expert."

As he spoke, Alvin glanced at the Cerberus, which seemed a little wary, and suddenly turned to the back of the village, near the jungle.

After kicking the somewhat bored Rocket Raccoon, Alvin said in a deep voice: "Are you accurate in shooting in the sky?"

Rocket Raccoon frowned and bared his teeth and said: "Uncle Rocket shoots best even with his eyes closed, ah..."

Alvin didn't even wait for Rocket to finish talking, he grabbed him by the collar and smashed him towards the jungle.

The old concierge Sarakov also discovered the problem. His two hellhounds were extremely excited, as if they had encountered something exciting.

Seeing Rocket Raccoon fly out, Sarakov whistled, and two tall hellhounds rushed out like arrows.

The silent sprint of the two muscular dogs was very powerful. They did not even let out a threatening roar, which meant that they wanted to kill each other.

Seeing that Sarakov's fierce dog disappeared in an instant, Alvin looked at John Wigger's two-day-old fat dog with disdain. He rolled his eyes and said to the slightly embarrassed John Wigger: "Brother, not only are you

If you gain a little weight, your dog will also become a problem.

Does fat also affect the sense of smell?"

Sarakov smiled and explained for John Wigger: "This is a different training direction. Long-term consumption of dog food with added synthetic nutrients and beef with sauce will indeed affect the smell of hellhounds.

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This impact is very slight, but what he needs is a companion dog and an occasional mutant, so there is no need to be too demanding."

Alvin looked at the old cripple Sarakov in amazement, watching him stab John Wigger with a smile.

Giving a thumbs up to the old lame man, Alvin smiled and said: "Man, be polite to John, he will do anything for his dog."

John Wigger was unexpectedly lifeless. He bent over and rubbed the heads of the two obese hellhounds, and then said: "For me, their main function is companionship. They are not dogs, they are dogs."

My buddy.

My fighting distance rarely exceeds 100 meters, and they don’t need to be far away from me.”

Sarakov smiled and shook his head after hearing this, and said: "You can do whatever you want. It's a pity to raise hellhounds like this, but you are their master, and you have the final say!"

While several people were talking, there was a dull sound of gunshots in the distant jungle, as well as the dissatisfied roars of two hellhounds.

The propellers on Rocket Raccoon's back were blazing, and he flew back carrying a battered alien the size of a wild dog.

The moment he landed, Rocket Raccoon bared his teeth at Alvin and said, "Use more strength from now on, my bones are itchy."

Alvin actually admires Rocket Raccoon. Not only does this guy have a mean mouth, he also has bad breath, but he is indeed a loyal raccoon.

John Wigger was deceived so badly by him but did not kill him directly because he had a certain quality that was particularly easy to be felt by those who had endured loneliness.

It's a pity that when Rocket Raccoon talks, few people can resist beating him. Those who can tolerate his shortcomings are regarded as relatives and friends by this raccoon.

Alvin was obviously still a little far away from his friend. He pinched Rocket Raccoon's mouth and looked down at the beaten alien.

The image is close to those of adult aliens, and it has not changed much because it is parasitic on the beast. The only difference is that its neck has a mane that only beasts have.

This gives the alien, which is full of mechanical and steampunk feel, a little more like a living creature.

Alvin raised his phone to the ground and said, "Norman, what do you think?"

Norman Osborne, who was accompanying his son to "start a business" in Northern Europe, put on a pair of small glasses and looked carefully at the alien corpse.

"This alien is a defective product, obviously because it is a parasitic creature and its energy is not sufficient."

Alvin frowned and looked at the smiling Norman Osborne, and said: "Brother, you have to be more serious, the pheromones you provided seem to be gradually losing their effectiveness.

Something is interfering with the pheromones. If I can't kill all these aliens at once, I can only find someone to borrow strategic missiles to blow up the mountain."

Norman Osborne didn't seem to care about Alvin's troubles. He smiled and said: "You have to understand the social structure of living things.

If the queen pheromone was effective at the beginning, then the only reason why it is gradually losing its effectiveness now is that another queen is produced among the aliens there.

Once you find her, you can attract and control the actions of the aliens. The queen's majesty is engraved in the genes of the aliens."

As he spoke, Norman Osborn seemed to think of something particularly interesting. He took his mobile phone and moved to a quieter place, and then said: "My people have done a lot of experiments and tests on aliens. They have different ideas."

Few strange discoveries.

After reading the report, I felt that these things were actually man-made biological weapons.

In fact, the best way to solve the alien problem in your place is to create another queen."